I read a lot and I like to think I’m a good reader. I know this because people pay hundreds of dollars to get me to tell them how to be better readers. As a good reader, I’m picky, there are lots of things in the world that I want to read and I know that I will never have a chance to read it all. This fills me with fear and sadness sometimes. It also means that I start a lot of books that I don’t finish.

When a friend recommends a book to me, I am one of those rare people that actually picks it up and gives it a shot. Since I read about 700wpm in novels, I can risk investing my time in 50 pages of something just to see if it is worth finishing. Often, the book ends up back on the shelf or headed back to the library. I am a chronic book starter, often having 5-7 started books going at once.

Last week, however, I finished one. Now, finishing a book is not remarkable – I finish several books a week. However, I finished this book the same day I started it. I had no desire to dip in and out of this book, I didn’t want to put it down, and I certainly didn’t want to stop reading it all together.

It was recommended by a fellow blogger Shortly after I finished it, being the trendsetter that I am, this friend suggested that everyone read it and is willing to back up that suggestion. I have to admit that I concur.

With The Contortionist’s Handbook, Craig Clevenger has written one of the most compelling love stories that I have read in a long time. It doesn’t read like one from the beginning. In fact the protagonist renders love down to its most biological explanation by describing it as mere endorphins. However, this cynicism is witness to some incredibly gritty, realistic, and heart-breaking writing on the subject of crime, passion and addiction. The ending made me catch my breath and desperately search for closure. This is a novel that is infuriatingly good – the only thing left to do when I finished was to rush out and get his other book.

I am now half way through Dermaphoria, which is unfolding a bit like a dream. Clevenger’s new protagonist has a more philosophical tone (in contrast to the stark realism of The Contortionist’s Handbook) which suits the story and has drawn me in.

You’ll certainly hear more about it when I’m done reading as I love to kiss and tell. Plus, word on the street is that there is hot sex scene coming up.

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The best of the blogs by the bloggers who blog them:
A Common Anatomy (wilfuldamage.blogspot.com)
Bedroom Radio #5 – British Invasion (lumpesse.com)
Child Free Night (perfectmarriage.co.uk)
Hitting the iNail on the iHead (mskitka.com)
Inizzi (easilyaroused.co.uk)
Japanese teens selling their saliva (sexblo.gs)
Podnography #13 – Ms. Kitka, Audiocrush and Max Hardcore (podnography.com)
Questions Questions (radicalvixen.com)
Rumors of My Death Have Been Greatly Exaggerated (sugarbank.com)
Sex. Work. (talkingdirty.blogspot.com)
Sit On My Face And Tell Me You Love Me… (corinthiancouple.blogspot.com)
So Glad to be a Girl (alwaysarousedgirl.blogspot.com)
Speaking in Tongues (theholidaylife.blogspot.com)
$pread Open (seska4lovers.com)
What are you waiting for? (livejournal.com/users/nicebluejournal)

• Bedroom
  Radio – Episode #4 (bedroomradio.blogspot.com)
• Book-Nerd
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• Clinging
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• I want! I want! I
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• Luba in the
  Bubble Chair (pspporn.com)
• Podnography #12 –
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• Position
  of the Month (corinthiancouple.blogspot.com)
• Siesta
  (perfectmarriage.co.uk)
• Slipping Into Something More
  Comfortable: the anatomy of my sexual growth via underwear ownership trends
  (lumpesse.com)
• The
  Transformation Part 1 (domesticdeviance.blogspot.com)
• Thou
  Shalt be Evicted (mskitka.com)
• Video Has
  Been Assimilated (sugarbank.com)
• What did
  Porn ever do wrong? (mimredbeard.com)

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The best sex blog posts, by the bloggers who wrote them:

• Adult Babies (radicalvixen.com)
• Dominating E (lumpesse.com)
• Eat, Drink and Remain Horny (corinthiancouple.blogspot.com)
• How to Make a Professional (Amateur) Porn Film (sugarbank.com)
• I Get Hot Looking at Snatch (seska4lovers.com)
• May I? (domesticdeviance.blogspot.com)
• Minutes of Board Meeting (perfectmarriage.co.uk)
• Mirta Showering (pspporn.com)
• Podnography #11 – Dave Naz, Fetish Flame and Janet Jackson (podnography.com)
• Shut Up Bitch (talkingdirty.blogspot.com)
• The Blame Game (mskitka.com)

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I spent about 7 hours today working on making a ‘zine with a friend. Not a webzine, not even a real print magazine. No, an old-school, glue sticks and tiny scraps of paper ‘zine. It was frustrating and tactile and incredibly awesome. I’m pretty sure that making a ‘zine is the opposite of blogging. Computers were not involved in the layout at all.

The reason that I mention this is because despite the fact that I am writing about something so insanely physical, blogging is incredibly ephemeral. I wish the product were more tactile in the end. Assembling the ‘zine today, it was nice to caress each page as I completed my work, to marvel at how things were coming together. Aside from hugging my laptop (I’ve done it before!) I don’t know how to bring that materialism into blogging. Sometime I find myself writing my blog posts out by hand before typing them up, this isn’t my normal method of composition but it seems right for some reason.

I started a chronicle of my past and current phone sex partners yesterday. This morning I noticed that two other bloggers were writing about phone sex and saying very smart and sexy things. So, in honor of the theme I had to comment on them.

A Polite Boy writes about his youthful forays into phone sex party lines. I didn’t think that anyone could make the prospect of them sound sexy, but he takes the cake.

Somewhere inside that, I heard a buzzing, and her muffled voice say, “Please tell me that again.”

The next thing I knew, she was moaning into my ear and my wrist and stomach were coated with cum.

I bet you want to know what he said to her? Well it is fucking hot, I tell you. I’m thinking of trying to get him to say it to me. . .

The Virgin Slut also got me hot and bothered today with her post on a video made for her.

A sound escapes from his core, “Ahh!” Later, his body will smother his words and allow him to just breathe. The force of the air he exhale slaps the microphone, hard. The speakers amplify and resonate his breath for me; the sounds strike in my cunt, hard. The air he blows out is hot, wet and hard, and it comes from a part of him that is also hot, wet and hard.

This one I can particularly relate to. There is a certain quality of sounds that resonates through one’s whole body. Anticipating the sounds that someone will make can be an incredibly suspenseful and sexy thing – it keeps you on the edge of fulfillment. I have found that hearing someone sharply inhale is like being teased, the exhale has to come eventually, it will be delicious, but when will it arrive? When it eventually hits, it arrives like a caress, or perhaps even something less tender.

Going Daily – text
(talkingdirty.blogspot.com)

Helpful Tips for National Porn Sunday – text
(mskitka.com)

Podnography #10 – Tera Patrick, Violet Blue and Foot Fetishes – podcast
(podnography.com)

Shock the Piggy! – text
(domesticdeviance.blogspot.com)

The Death of Suicide Girls – text
(sugarbank.com)

The jury is out on thongs – photo, text
(lumpesse.com)

We’re Pleased To Say… – photo, text
(cointhiancouple.blogspot.com)

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For the past several months, whenever I peruse the search terms that are refering people to this site, I notice several hits for “Randy Bookasta” (who was the editor of Ray Gun for awhile). Now, I recognize that this is directly in response to this post. I still think it is funny. Randy, are you Googling yourself? Or are there that many fans looking for him? If anyone reads this as a result of that search term, please let me know. I’m genuinely curious. I swear. Is Randy cute? What is he doing now? Has he seen my underwear?